the vinyl countdown in poetry

Experience is analog.
Memory is digital.
An amalgamation of approximations.
Memory is a lossy medium.
Memory is an mp3 of life's live set.
Memory shaves off corners for better compression.
Memory cheats things out of order to make them fit.
Experience tells the whole story in intended order.
Memory's nice but the play is the thing.
Recollection is grand but the day is the thing.
The one way of being is alive.
Enjoy the approximate love letters from the past.
But the now is the hot date.
Show up, it's not too late.
There is still time for a record to be set.
There's still time to make the fat lady sweat.
Go analog.
Go analog.
Go analog.